Two-two had scuttled off before the argument between Gareth and Aureus occured. Not only could she not help there, she could not help the dwarves, either. Surely, the silly girl’s boundless obliviousness could not get any worse?
Although she went for a beer, great helm placed on the floor rather carelessly, it quickly became two beers. Then three. Then four. Then Five. Six. Seven...
Two-two jumped atop a table and extended her arm, mug of beer frothy. “Raaagghh!” She raised the mug over her face and leaned backwards, then poured all the beer upon her face. Some pubgoers laughed, others got confused, a few ignored what happened. “Hwooah!” Two-two shouted as she attempted to jump from one table to another.
God help us all...
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Sometime later, Two-two left the city headed for Draynor, helmet feeling like a thousand pounds.
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